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First, I will post the overall rules, and then I will post the specifics about this week.
Original rules, as stated by Ubertuna:
It must fit the week's theme.
It must be submitted by the deadline.
It cannot have inappropriate language in it.
It cannot be stolen (if you plagiarize, we will find you).
Well umm, No comment.
And as for you, LufffiStudios, if you want to get technical your not a grammer nazi your a spelling nazi.
Footfalls upon the moistened soil,
Forest erupt my mortal coil,
Come down chilled rain, I do ordain,
Please, please, wash me of this oil.
Drops channeled through the chasms of,
Leaflets on the branches above,
Coat my skin, my liquid kin,
Drenched body, congressed pools of love.
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Hope you all enjoy! This is the entry I would like to have judged.
Dancing in the rain
The showers that surround me
Washes away the pain
That's nothing I could foresee
Standing in the rain
The pattering on the sidewalk
Makes me feel sane
It pelts away my mental block
Walking in the rain
The sprinkling all around me
I no longer have a bane
It's time for me to feel free
Dancing in the rain
Raindrops are blue
Raindrops of red
Raindrops of the dead
Raindrops going into my head
These raindrops are metal
Not a good sight
Raindrops of goodness
help me see the my fight
to live or to die
Raindrops coming from the sky
Rain Rain
Stain the window
Pelting the lonely widow
on a regular day.
People have to stay
when it rains
for it pains
to get hit
by this gentle play
of a everlasting
leap...
of joy.
Tried to write for this but hit a blank wall. Not feeling desolate enough. Maybe tomorrow night.
The rain of summer, fall and spring.
When I see my oak tree,
Glisten after a cool summer shower
I grow giddy and climb the tree with glee.
As the day wears on, hour after hour,
The rain never lets down.
A continuous drizzle ever so slight
Just slightly hazing the sky and town.
Like diamonds in flight.
O how doth the rain make beauty for all
Is it the water or maybe the sun you saw?
Like the winter lover, I hear its call.
And enter the rain's gaping maw.
With each torrental burst,
I wonder if you were the same
As that dainty shower first.
But no! You hurt! there is the pain.
Your fury knows no bounds,
Like the fickle woman alone.
The dirt you carry away come in mounds.
For the dainty, you should stay at home.
I do not shun you!
You are the life
From the first bird that flew
and the last man in strife.
You bring joy to the farmers,
and to the children,
even to that old man
down the street with a pot of yellow marigolds.
-Lucifer Satanis
if you want to get technical your not a grammer nazi your a spelling nazi.
Sorry i forgot i was on that account.
Anyway sssssnnaakke Can you do me a favor and pick which poem you want me to judge, if you dont i will.
TIME TO JUDGE according to armorgames time, its midnight. Before I start I want to tell everyone they did a great job, even the newbie's. Now i know most of you will just skip over this to see if you won. So good ahead, I'm done.
GRAND PRIZE: Goes tooâ¦â¦.choazmachine
Something about bringing flowers to May, taking a shower in April...
April showers bring May flowers
And so does my Dad to mom
We mustn't hide, we mustn't cower
But raise to the air, our palms
For we can dance
We can sing
Change to shorts
Or other summer things...
Gather outside and play around
As the rain hits the ground
We splash,
We laugh
Until no more air can be found
Our breaths are gone
And we have sung
Laying in the lawn
Catching the drops on our tongues
For it's a rainy day
And we can say
We went outside
And we didn't hide
No, we danced around
We laughed so hard
But it was not in vain
For we shared this memory when it rained.
Footfalls upon the moistened soil,
Forest erupt my mortal coil,
Come down chilled rain, I do ordain,
Please, please, wash me of this oil.
Drops channeled through the chasms of,
Leaflets on the branches above,
Coat my skin, my liquid kin,
Drenched body, congressed pools of love.
Fall down friend
I've got time to spend
Come play with me
The rain is free!
The fun we've had
Makes me so glad
That you came to me
The rain is free!
With it I fly
Soaring up high
It loves me
The rain is free!
It is beauty
It is simplicity
It is perfection
It is all I see.
I love it
And it loves me
We are truly alive
The rain is free!
The love I feel
Is all that's real
Besides the love
Of it above
Cry Cry Cry
It leaves for the sky
It leaves me here
Alone with my fears
Creeping into my mind
Why did it leave me behind?
Rain, rain, go away,
Little children want to play.
Bask in the suns golden rays
Can you come again another day?
Raindrops are wet, but deserts are dry.
Dang, I missed the competition due to AG cracking up yesterday....
How about War? Unless it's done before. Lot's of things to write about.
I WON! I WON! Yeah!
"Im so excited, I just can't hide it."
Dances off. . .
And comes back to computer. . .
Anyways *cough*[i won omg, yeah]*cough* I think the next set of poems should be about something mystical, something that is up to the persons own comprehension. . . lets say, Valhalla.
There are many types of it, and plus warriors, so I think it should do well!
Thread is locked!